Frankenstein: or, The modern Prometheus

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G. and W.G. Whittaker,., 1823
 

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At times, I was fearful to not be immersed in this haunting and deeply tragic novel. I was very much afraid I would turn a corner or flip on a light to see a demonic monster standing in my wake. In ... Читать весь отзыв

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Victor Frankenstein is a scientist who lived somewhere in Geneva, Switzerland around the 1800's. He wanted to be a famous scientist like his professors. He wanted to bring life to a body so he used ... Читать весь отзыв

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Стр. 82 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
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